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Tang Zhu propped himself up slowly, and lay down on Lord Guangming's lap again very lazily and naturally.

Amus raised the book in his hand, as if to make room for her.

After she found a comfortable position, Amus explained with a calm voice, "I'm looking at the records of the blood race."

"?"

Only then did she agree to cast a glance at the cover of the book in his hand.

The memory and common sense from the original owner allowed her to understand the symbols, but it was not enough for her to know what was recorded inside.

She also cannot read Braille.

At best she can sign language.

It is quiet and comfortable here, and the breath of the gods is pure and gentle.

She became more and more lazy to move, grabbed the corner of Amus's robe with her fingertips and yawned, and said lazily, "Really? Then where did you see it?"

"First embrace."

"Oh."

……

and many more.

Tang Zhu, who had drooped his eyelids and prepared to be in a daze, suddenly opened his eyes.

Not only that, but she almost jumped up in a daze.

"What are you looking at?"

When she bounced her forehead hit the hard corner of the book, the sound of the collision was muffled and clear, her brows turned red quickly, but she didn't care.

Only Amus frowned.

He raised his warm and cold fingers, and slowly covered her brows that were flushed just now.

Then it was quiet for a while, and it seemed that it didn't quite understand: "Is this not allowed to watch?"

Not really.

Just a slight shame.

...Although this part should be similar to the popular science in the biology book, she always felt that Amus looked at this with such a pure and holy face...

It just doesn't work.

She was silent for a moment, then lay back down again.

"No, no, I can see it."

You see.

She was no longer sleepy, and her two beautiful eyes were just looking at Amus without blinking.

Could this proud guy finally be able to stand the torture?
Do you want to get the First Embrace of the Blood Race to lift the imprisonment circle?

She blinked slowly, remembering for no reason that he seemed to ask her for a hug abnormally today.

embrace.

First hug.

?

Thinking about it that way seems to make sense...

Tang Zhu fell silent.

It turns out that Amus has no concept of First Embrace.

She blinked slowly, and suddenly fell into thought again.

She was thinking of the text version, could Amus understand?
"..."

With a concentrated expression, he covered the pages of the book again with his fingertips.

He felt the playful gaze of the girl in his arms, as if waiting to appreciate his embarrassment.

But he didn't take it to heart.

He was just thinking, doesn't the first hug of the vampire family mean a hug?

Then why did he obviously get Tang Zhu's first embrace today, but...

His fingertips stopped.

Tang Zhu saw that Lord Shenming's brows were frowning even more tightly, and even his pale and beautiful skin was gradually stained with a thin layer of powder.

He pursed his lips tightly.

The age-old book in his hand was closed, and Amus, who had always been calm, looked a little flustered and dazed.

He hardly dared to look at the girl in his arms.

He just raised his hand, moving very slowly, covering his face with extreme shame.

Breathing hot.

He wanted to run away, but Tang Zhu's legs were still under his head as a pillow.

"you saw it?"

But Tang Zhu was so bad that he was going to die, so he stood up calmly, came to him, and put his hands on his side.

She was still close to him.

The breath was so irritating that it made his whole body tense.

"What's written in the book is not complete, how about I add a few sentences for you?"